XXXVII

Rogue

The feeling of being alive again had always been strange to me but no matter how people saw this as a second life, I was dead. A living dead, a vampire, an original of its kind, feeding, walking and talking.

The human world had changed a lot since my last appearance, internet, human rights, women rights, transport system, jobs and abolishment of slavery. It had become a paradise the ancestors would be proud to have fought for but it was far from perfect; it was destined to come to an end by the hands of a woman who bled red and her slave who horned to her wishes.

All prophesies that everyone was battling against was coming true and it made me excited thinking of what and how the new world would turn out to be.

Would it be a paradise where balance would be a law? Or would it be a hell where humanity would be left enslaved to survival of the fittest and luxury a reward?

“Rogue I’m hungry.” Sky said as he pulle